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[noriee404]

hc he’s ridiculously sensitive on the electro mark spot

[fangswbenefits]

Man really got hit with that Command: Drop Weapon spell and is now fully disarmed

[fallenangelkitten]

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[hinamie]

for @cherryys who (rightfully!) hcs lategame megumi as having a bunch of scars befitting his status as resident punching bag

[sugar-petals]

Smash or Pass: Nicola Zalewski

potential, yet pass - not a fan of the "let's create huge front porch bangs and kill his curls with heat & brushing" 2024 haircut 👇

THIS is how you wear type 3 texture curls!!! it has to be long and defined through proper styling to let it show! dedication pays off.

i recommend this for nicola:

you just wanna pet and pull it

(besides, the one who sets the suffering blonde soccer twink standard is still jo kimmich ☝️)

... plus jo's barber always lays out a beautiful sideswept wave which i like. more classic haircuts for twinks!!

(i feel like the female version of that menswear critic twitter dude, call me the derek guy of pretty boys)

[zazrichor]

blood, blood, blood, pump mud through my veins 🩸

[kattudime]

My younger Shamura design, from when they were still a warlord raging a war against the gods ❤️

Not too sure about their armor design yet but I'm working on it :3

And an extra Shamura after the cat distribution system hit them

[pettyprocrastination]

House Husband

tw: somnophilia, consensual non-consent

Thinking about something happening with KORTEC that requires Konig to go into hiding indefinitely. Like full on faking his death, changing his name and adopting an entirely new personality.

That personality namely being your new husband.

When the team reaches out to you about the notion you shoot it down immediately- your job is to help create new identities. Passports, ID's, entire backstories to be slipped into government databases as if they had been there for years- but not playing house to a 6'6 Austrian in your sleepy suburban home.

Eventually you acquiesce, making a marriage licence and a believable story for your neighbors about the sudden appearance of the man who looks over your shoulder each time you open the door.

Thinking about how he accepts this new reality almost immediately and with little to no complaint. You'll expect to clash with him daily but instead you wake up to the smell of coffee and breakfast in the morning with him already doing the dishes. The contract killer is entirely too comfortable playing husband and wife because why shouldn't he? He's spent his entirely life being a complete recluse and now he's close quarters with a beautiful woman and a wedding band on his hand for God knows how long instead of waking up as the asscrack of dawn to run drills- he'll be milking this for as long as humanly possible and as far as you'll allow him.

It's slow at first. He's tentative- trying to see where your boundaries lay with him. When a well-meaning neighbor shows up on your to ask about your wearabouts, you feel his hand slither around your waist- eyes boring into the person standing in your doorway until they leave. Days later when you leave the house for work he insists on walking you out to your car and pressing his lips to your cheek is a chaste kiss goodbye with a promise that you'll have a good day at work. That's what a good husband would do, after all!

A week later he asks to stay in your bed- the measly twin in the guest room has done nothing but aggravate old injuries and cause a twinge in his back. You feel so bad seeing this downright gargantuan man try to fold himself into such a tiny space that you allow him into your own- pleasantly surprised when you wake up to his broad chest as your pillow and firm arms wrapped around you in the dead of night as well as his insistence that he sleep on the side closest to the door, lest anybody in search of him breaks in while you sleep.

You rationalize the sensation of his tongue greedily ravaging your cunt as it pulls you from your peaceful slumber because isn't that what good husbands do? What kind of man would he be if he left you wanting? Maybe he'd notice your lingering gaze or heard your muffled moans in the shower as you tended to your own desire spurred on by this kind-hearted but still dangerous shadow that had happily clung to you for the past month.

It's all you can do in return to spread your legs wider and curl your fingers in his firey hair, meeting your husbands eyes as he groans at your taste.

[watmalik]

“Such a cute, wittle wolvie!”

—Wade Wilson (Actually!)

[cheekylittlepupp]

The only heaven I’ll be sent to is when I’m alone with you

[lambmotifz]

sam isn’t an alpha, he’s a feral, rebellious omega. you know this stereotype that all omegas are sexually passive and naturally submissive? sam never fitted into the ideal omega image and he only willingly submits to his mate (dean), no one else

[i-like-forcefem]

You get an random email from someone you don’t know, the headline is open this now

Good Girl!

You are now under my control, whatever happens you will finish reading this email and fulfill its instructions to the best of your ability Your mind may have second thoughts, but you'll notice how your body will only listen to me from now on, try to run, scream or give in, it's all futile, because what you think or want doesn't matter anymore, your body only listens to me

Now, go and buy something appropriate to wear for when we meet, I want something cute, slutty, and easy to fuck you in, my bitches stay dressed during sex so you better get a cute skirt

Then buy yourself a collar that matches the rest of your outfit, good girls look fashionable and all of my girls need to be good

After buying the new outfit put it on instantly, I don’t care if people see you, my bitch is cute, and that means she always dresses like a cute bitch

Next go to a lingerie store and buy yourself a couple cute sets of girly underwear, and a set of sex toys, I want something to plug your ass, fill your mouth and if you’ve got a member I want something to lock it up (make sure to choose wisely for that last one, you’ll be wearing it for a long time)

Then go to your old home and start packing any needed daily necessities and important documents you have, this will be your last time there so don’t forget anything, I’d hate to punish you for forgetting something silly like a toothbrush

Though don’t worry about clothes, we’ll fill out a wardrobe in my tastes when you arrive

Then go to the address attached below, ring the bell, and prostrate yourself in front off the door like a good little girl

When the door opens say “I will be a good girl for my master, I will never look back at the life I had before this, and give my all to fulfilling your every wish like the bitch I am” and I’ll tell you what to from there

If you understood all of that then start already!

It’s a bad idea to keep your master waiting ;)

[jeeaark]

If you liked the song 'I want to live', wait until you hear their upcoming sequel 'Your friends want you to live too'

I was in denial the first time it happened. Almost had an entire session WITHOUT getting hungry. So friggin' close.

But nah. Game called me out. CALLED ME OUT ON THAT 'wat u do if nom nom vibes' QUESTION. Never gonna click that dialogue option again nope nope nope learned my lesson.

I suppose since the game is officially ending at that point, I wrap that harrowing incident up myself. Have the Companions remind Greygold of their favorite 'Always Another Way' Motto. You don't have to jump into the sun. You're not Icarus. SquiDingus.

Would any of these help prevent cranial cravings? Who knows, but what matters is that the team is trying to help and wants Greygold to be happy and safe too ಠ_ಠ

[twilightakiishi]

takiishi chika is not a simple man.

he’s hard to figure out. you can’t read him, hardly anybody can, and it makes it difficult to find things you share interest in. the first one is obvious— each other. otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting across from him every morning, sharing his space. especially not over coffee.

every morning, without fail, a piping hot cup of black coffee will bring him from an impending threat to society, to whatever one peg lower than that is.

you don’t speak much in the morning, but he allows— or maybe enjoys— you to sit across from him with your coffee and breakfast. it’s peaceful, and quiet, if you’re comfortable being stared at. 

he watches curiously as you dip a thumbprint cookie into your cup and take a bite, washing it down afterwards. when you pull the mug back down, your eyes meet his inquisitive ones. tilting your head at him, you glance down to the other half of your cookie, placing it on a napkin and sliding it over to him with a soft smile. he stares at it, hesitating, before he mimics you. 

he blinks as he chews, and glances at you a few times, not used to being the one stared at. you avert your gaze so he feels like he has some room to breathe, and when you glance back up at him, he’s licking his lips. his expression doesn’t change, but you’re quite certain you know him well enough to gather that he liked it. 

your assumption is confirmed the next time you drag him along with you to the grocery store, when he disappears for five minutes only to return with a box of the cookies in his hand. and when you ask him a few weeks later what he wants from the grocery store, they’re the first item on his list. they run out so much faster when he’s grabbing one alongside you every morning, but you don’t mind.

not when suddenly, the two of you have another thing in common.

[piowasthere]

Pio, your art of Gemini is so ungodly attractive. It stretches into every single aspect of my life, work, school, it doesn't matter what I'm doing, your Gemini is in the back of my mind, haunting me.

yeahhh, i don't even have an excuse for this one...

it's just me simpin' my ass over a enby star.

uhmmm... regarding the ask! same bro. same.

[lesbian-david-tennant]

Elaan's costumes in Star Trek, Elaan of Troyius (3x13)